Weeks #36 & #37: Family time & road signs

“The most important trip you may take in life is meeting people halfway.” β€” Henry Boye

In Roald Dahl’s The BFG, the giant informs the girl that she’s not eight-years-old, but is younger because the time she’s spent asleep doesn’t count. I don’t agree, life is lived just as much sleeping as it is awake. But I’m probably biased. I love sleep; it’s one of life’s beautiful things. Not only are there awesome dreams to enjoy, but it’s just delicious. These past two weeks, I have slept in a special place & not slept in a new place.

You might have noticed that I missed posting last week, but I’m totally fine with that because I still did my new thing & I wanted to focus on spending the time with the people I was visiting. During week #36, I flew up to Wisconsin to visit my brother & his girlfriend. I had never gone to visit my brother without one of my parents either sending me or receiving me. My brother & I spent the majority of our childhood separated, so it was a strangely adult experience to visit him. The years apart really came to the front because our last substantial time together was when we were both rather immature & still going through that sibling rivalry phase. But my brother has changed & I have changed. He’s still funny, charming, & brilliant, but he’s not pushing me out of trees anymore. His girlfriend & the extra years of wisdom brought out a really sweet side of him that was wonderful to encounter. I felt a bit like I was getting a brother back & becoming a sister. It’ll take time & effort to get to know each other again, but I can’t thank God enough for how He’s worked this out to bring us back together.

Week #37’s thing is directly tied to that because part of the reason that I went to see my brother is that he’s a mechanical genius. I had been looking to get a new vehicle because the full-size Ford van that I drove since high school used gas like boy bands use styling gel. He had an older car for sale that got great gas mileage & since he offered me the sister discount, I found my car. It’s the first car that I’d ever really bought (this trumps buying the van for a dollar from my mom) & the first manual transmission I’d ever owned. Add to the top of that the 9-hour solo road trip (first ever such road trip) back down from Wisconsin with three pages of hand drawn maps my brother drew for me & I’d say these two weeks were a rousing AN52 success. I only killed the car once on the whole trip & felt like a mini speed demon since it didn’t take five minutes to go from zero to 60. It was a pretty awesome solo roadtrip ever because I encountered no cops, wanted no naps, filled up twice for about half the price of an old fill up & rocked out to music & podcasts the whole way.

After all that hard work, I’m going to go reward myself with some most excellent sleep πŸ™‚

Week #28: Curse of Thinking Ahead

“No reason to stay, is a good reason to go.” – Unknown

Do you ever fall asleep in a car, only to wake up & feel like you’ve been run over? That’s one of the things that I did this weekend (that’s not my new thing, I’ve done it before :S). I also tried to learn to whistle with my fingers. I say ‘try’ because while I got closer than I ever thought I could have, I was not successful in achieving a whistle. So what did I do? Well, about a month ago I didn’t anticipate having anything to do this weekend, so I agreed to accompany some friends to one of their friend’s weddings. Before today I’d never been to the wedding of someone who I don’t know. (It’s kind of an inside joke now because I also attended his college graduation & my friend forgot to introduce me to him). It was interesting, but somewhat awkward, especially going through the ‘Greet the bride & groom’ line. I realized too late that it would have been awesome to do an accent & pretend that I didn’t speak English or say I was someone I wasn’t, but aw well. I didn’t tell them my name, so they still don’t know who I am, but I did sign the guestbook, so they’ll have fun figuring that out.

I’m sorry that such a weary weekend resulted in a rather lackluster AN52 thing, but thankfully, a friend gave me 2,001 Things to Do Before You Die this week, so yay for the plethora of ideas πŸ™‚

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